#so i can enjoy both the Cookie and Creme by themselves as well as them together

[skunkes]

Is there anyway you could show us how you peel zebra cakes? (You mentioned it in a Talon doodle and i'm super curious!)

my full process of eating a singular zebra cake

[kitty35]

His Favorite Bakery

Gojo Satoru x Bakery Owner!Reader

Type - major fluff!!!

Summary - When Gojo's students get curious about where he goes every week, they follow him to find out. Hopefully it doesn't disturb the peace of the small bakery they find themselves in.

Requests are open!!!

The students of Jujutsu High watched as their teacher happily left the school grounds after class.

“Where do you think he’s going?” Yuji asked, gaining everyones attention.

“Who cares?” Maki spoke, starting to turn away.

“He always leaves school grounds Thursdays at three.” The pink haired boy continued. “Don’t you guys think it’s strange?”

“He has a routine. What’s so weird about that?” Nobara asked. Megumi just looked away with a weird expression. This caught the other two first years attention.

“You know something.” The girl instantly pointed out. Megumis expression just sank further.

“You do! Where does he go?! Common! Tell us!” Yuji yelled.

“I’m kinda interested now too.” Panda spoke from where he sat.

“Tuna.”

“You too?” Maki asked the cursed speech user, having turned back around to everyone else.

“You’re going to make me say it aren’t you?” The shadow user deadpanned as everyone circled him. “He goes to a bakery.” That answer made everyone pause.

A…bakery?

“What do you think he does there?” Yuji asked.

“Maybe he has secrete meetings with some higher ups there!” Panda spoke.

“He probably has a secrete love that he meets there! A forbidden love that no one can know about!” Nobara exclaimed dramatically.

“That’s stupid. You wouldn’t meet a secrete lover in a public place.” Maki said, “He probably just likes the food. He does have a big sweet tooth.”

“Tuna tuna.”

“Why don’t you just follow him if you’re that curious?” Megumi’s words made everyone pause once again. In a heart beat, the two first years were gone. They had ran after their teacher who was long gone by now.

“Shouldn’t one of us keep an eye on them?” Panda asked, a little worried about the two. Maki and Toge both looked to the shadow user.

“Why do I have to?”

“Because you were the one who suggested following Gojo. Now, go.” He sighed at the second years words before following his friends.

It could be worse, he thought to himself. At least he likes the bakery and the woman who works the store by herself on Thursday afternoons.

“Hello!” Gojo called out in a sing-song voice as he walked through the small shop doors. Not a lot of people were here, mainly a couple of high-school kids who had just gotten out of classes, meaning he didn’t disturb anyone. Looking up, I saw the white haired man. He wore his usual purple slacks and baby blue button down shirt that was tucked in perfectly, not a single wrinkle in the fabric. His hair was a little messy and slightly in his eyes that were covered with dark sunglasses. My smile warmed at the sight of his happy expression.

“Hello, Satoru.” I responded, leaning even further into the palm that my head rested on as I leaned against the counter. “Right on time, as usual.”

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” He sounded so happy. “What did you make me for today?” As he asked that, he leaned slightly across the counter to me.

“Nothing too special. I have few chocolate and creme brule macarons from this morning for you. They sold as soon as we opened but I figured you’d really enjoy them so I set some aside. But, if you don’t want those then I think you’d also really like the orange-almond cake.” While I spoke, I turned and grabbed the small box full of the tiny cookies that I was talking about. They were wrapped in pretty blue packaging, a color that I assumed he liked based on his clothes always being in the cooler tones. With a wide smile, I handed him the box.

“You didn’t have to do that, but thank you! I’ll make sure to enjoy them. How much?”

“Oh no, these ones are on me.”

“That’s no way to run a business.”

“You’re in here every week and buy something every time. Let me treat my favorite costumer, okay?”

“Well, when you put it that way, how can I refuse?” Despite the conversation being over, he stayed where he was. I laughed a bit at his lovestruck expression.

“Do you wanna get something for Megumi too?” He perked up at that question, wondering why I asked it. With a playful smile I pointed towards the large window at the front of the store that he had his back turned towards. There, standing next to two people who were peeking inside, stood the young boy.

“He likes ginger, right?” I asked as Gojo turned ever so slightly towards the window. It was enough for him to see outside, but not enough for it to be obvious that he was looking. “I have a few white chocolate gingersnap truffles if you think he’d like them.”

“Yeah, I’ll take two.” With that, I went and grabbed the sweets then handed them to him. “Will you let me pay for these or are they a treat too? Because I would really like to pay the pretty baker.” I couldn’t help the roll of my eyes.

“If you really want to. It’ll be $5 for those.”

“That’s it?” He fished around in his pockets for a little before pulling out two twenty dollar bills. “There you go.” Carefully, I slid one of the bills back towards him only for him to stop my hand.

“This is thirty five more then you need to pay.” I mumbled, enjoying the warmth of his hand against mine. 

“I know what I handed you.” He smiled. “Consider the rest a thank you tip.” Very gently, he brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. My whole face erupted into red. He quite enjoyed the expression I currently held. “I’ll be back in a few seconds. I’m gonna give Megumi his treats.” With that, he walked outside and left me to calm down. A couple of the high school students giggled at my flustered state, throwing a few teasing comments at me. They were also regulars and meant nothing harmful with their words. It was like they were teasing a friend who just talked with their crush, which honestly was what happened. I just told them to shush and do their homework as a few of them complained about never getting free food the way Gojo did. 

“You don’t get free food because you aren’t Gojo, okay? No go finish your homework before I kick you out.” I laughed with fake anger. They sighed but did as told to as to not get throw out.

Meanwhile, Gojo had made his way outside. His students were ‘hiding’ from him, making him sigh. Yuji and Nobara were trying to cover themselves with a newspaper while Megumi stood with his hands in his pockets.

“Megumi!” The white haired sorcerer called out. “Here, (Y/n) thought you’d like these. I wouldn’t have gotten you anything since you’re snooping on me but you know how she is.” The boy looked at the box handed out towards him before taking it.

“Thanks. Is she doing well?”

“Why don’t you go in and talk with her? She hasn’t seen you since you started at Jujutsu high. And, I need to have a word with those two alone.” The other two first years jumped at that last sentence. They watched as Megumi abandon them while walking into the small bakery.

“Now. What are you two doing out here?”

“Megumi said you came here!”

“Yuji wanted to know where you went every week!”

“Nobara thought you had a girlfriend!”

“Megumi brought us here! It’s not out fault!” They talked over each other, trying to pin the blame on anyone else as to not get whatever ‘punishment’ might await them for snooping around.

“Why didn’t you just ask if you were that curious?” They both paused.

“I guess we didn’t think you’d answer us if we did.” Yuji responded after thinking for a minute.

“Well, I would have. Nobara was right. My wife works here!” He exclaimed happily, throwing the two off. Of course he knew that we weren’t dating, let alone married. He just knew my reaction would be priceless when these two came in screaming about me being his wife.

“Wife?!”

“You’re married?!”

“Yup! She’s an angel too! You can come in and meet her if you’d like.” In a heart beat, they were inside. There, they saw Megumi talking to a woman who looked to be a little younger then Gojo. She fit right in with the aesthetic of the small bakery. She was basked in warm brown colors that matched the dark oak counters and golden colors of the pastries that sat in a cabinet next to her. But those thoughts were pushed to the back burner as they ran up to ask about our engagement and wedding that I didn’t know about.

“You’re married to Gojo?!” The girl asked, pushing closer to me.

“What’s it like? Is he the same as he normally is?!” A guy with pink hair asked. They threw question after question at me till I felt dizzy. My face burned bright red at the thought of being married to Gojo.

Of course it sounded nice. To be able to go home and be welcomed into his arms, especially after a hard day at the bakery. He would be so sweet, holding me tight and whispering that everything would be okay. I knew from the amount of money that he spent here that he was rich so it would never be a problem to get rent sent on time like it currently was. And when the landlord that owned this building came around, threatening to sell it to a different business that made more money, he would be there to chase them away. He could take care of things for me when I couldn’t. But those thoughts were ridiculous! He didn’t like me so I could just push that out of my head. He enjoyed my baking, that’s all.

“W-what? M-marr-ied?” I asked, unable to keep from stuttering as I held my hands up and shook my head. “N-no! We-we aren’t married!”

“Oh we aren’t?” Gojo asked, walking in with a hand behind his neck. Happily, he took in my flustered state. He enjoyed this too much. “My bad, I guess I forgot to propose before telling my students about it.” I had to take a second, squatting down with my hands resting on the edge of the counter.

“You haven’t asked her out yet?” I heard Megumi ask with what could almost be annoyance in his tone.

“Eh, not yet. You can see how shy she gets. I’m taking my time.”

“Taking your time is a couple of months. You’ve known each other for two years now.”

“Yeesh, fine. I’ll do it. But later.” That conversation only made my whole situation worse. I felt like I was going to pass out from how much blood had rushed to my head. 

“I…I need a second.” I mumbled, completely crumbling to the floor, making the other customers that knew me laugh a bit out of fondness. They all knew that Gojo was going to eventually ask me out, that much was obvious. They were just glad they got to see my over the top reaction, knowing they wouldn’t believe it if someone told them about it. 

It took a few minutes before I was back to normal. By now I had learned the two new peoples names and they had learned the situation and my relationship with Gojo and Megumi. They both ordered something to eat and drink after a while.

“This time will be on the house.” I smiled, earning two ‘thank you’s from the kids. Without even looking, I knew the look Gojo gave me.

“(Y/n).” He all but sighed out. “What have I told you about that?”

“W-well they’re your students and it’s obvious you care about them so I though it’d be okay! Plus, you gave me extra so I can use that!”

“No, stop giving stuff away for free. That ‘extra’ is for you, not so you can give other people discounts.” With that, he fished around his pockets again and pulled out another twenty dollar bill. How many of those did he carry around?! “Here.”

“I can’t-that’s way too much!”

“I’m giving you this.” He spoke, grabbing my hand and placing the money in it, making sure our eyes locked. “Whatever is left over is yours.” I could feel my heart melt at we stared at each other. In that moment, I really wanted to kiss him.

“Thank you.” I whispered. We stayed like that for a while before he let go and waved over his shoulder as he sat down with his students at the table they picked out.

“Are you sure you two aren’t married?” I heard the boy named Yuji ask.

“Yeah, at least not yet.”

[thewhisperedwish]

The Whispered Wish

Invites you to join us for our grand re opening! We recently moved from our old plot to a large, don't worry, not too far... we're now at Ward Nine, plot Forty Three! To celebrate our tremendous success, and in an effort to thank you for bringing it to us, we're hosting a Picnic Basket Auction!

When? 6PM PDT, 9PM EST Saturday September 16th!

Where? Ward 9, Plot 43 of The Goblet! The new location of The Whispered Wish!

What? Well you heard me, a picnic basket auction! You’ll get a chance to come bid on a picnic basket, without knowing who exactly MADE that picnic basket... See, several of our wonderful staff here at The Wish made these baskets with their own desires and hearts in mind, so if you like a basket enough to bid on it, bid on it! If you play your cards right, perhaps you’ll even get to take the basket -maker- with you on an illustrious picnic date.

Who? YOU!

Keep reading below the break to see some of our wonderful picnic baskets that are going up for auction!

BASKET NUMBER ONE!

A small, plain basket contains two desert ponchos wrapped around its contents. Inside the ponchos are three bottles of sparking water, various brightly colored fruits (dragonfruit, papaya, limes, coconuts), sprigs of mint, rock salt, an assortment of tender jerky, coconut oil (good for the hair, dry skin, massages, and anywhere you might need a little extra lubrication), and a bottle of snake and scorpion tequila for the adventurous soul. 

BASKET NUMBER TWO!

A basket of brilliant crimson with a golden brocade pattern painted over the weave of wide wicker strips, with the edges of a scarlet blanket with another gold broacde worked into the soft fabric as it concealed the basket's contents. A bottle of fine spiced Limsan rum and two sparkling rocks glasses. A sweet red Gridanian dessert wine and the appropriate glassware came out next. The aroma of tender golden brown fried dodo pieces rose out of the shiny black box pulled from the basket’s depth. As a finale two more boxes were pulled from the basket. Two dozen chocolate truffles in several combinations and toppings from plain chocolate to ones coated in coco powder and others still drizzled with caramel, white chocolate, or even sweetened strawberry syrup graced one box. While a red velvet cake dense and moist covered in cream cheese frosting and drizzled with chocolate sat in the other.

BASKET NUMBER THREE!

A tastefully rural basket, gridanian style, brimming with home-made food, and drink. There's a quiche loraine resting inside, fragrant and delicious under a cute little floral-patterned cover, as well as fresh, home-made blueberry muffins, and assorted cookies. A few apples, bananas and sweet pears lay to the side, loomed over by several flasks of home-brewed mead. A bottle of water, with tasteful slices of cucumber in it to add freshness can also be seen, and to top it all off, is an elegant pet's collar.

BASKET NUMBER FOUR!

Kittens mew and play inside of a wicker basket, while next to it rests a larger wicker basket. Once the larger one is opened one would see such delights! Sweet strawberry wine, cookies, rice balls made to look like pandas, fruit skewers to resemble a rainbow and cupcakes galore! This basket is a reminder of what it means to be a child.

BASKET NUMBER FIVE!

Inside this wicker basket rests a smaller vessel of straberries, with bits of nevermelting ice to keep the fruit fresh. Beside it rests a bottle of champagne inside it's own container to keep it chilled. Both items are nestled on top of a fluffy silver blanket for when it gets chilly when the sun goes down, and to offer comfortable cuddles. And below that is a sturdy sheet to be laid out on the ground to protect clothing and to prove some comfort. Also tucked away in a side pocket is a nice, small wheel of brie cheese.

BASKET NUMBER SIX!

The small, plain wicker basket has a neatly tied red bow on the handle. The basket is well worn, a little dirty on the bottom, but obviously cared for otherwise. Opening one of the two lids reveals a small, stainless steel pan sitting on top of a hot plate, a deactivated fire crystal waiting on the pan. There are several bowls, one filled with raw strips of auroch steak, one filled with raw strips of dodo meat, and one with diced, assorted vegetables. There are four bottles, each filled with a sauce. One sauce is dark, and smells heavily of tomato and beer, one sauce is a light orange, with a sweet, yet spicy smell, one is a hot red, which burns the nose with just a whiff, and the last is a dark, near black liquid, smelling heavily of salt and soy.

BASKET NUMBER SEVEN!

Within the basket are several objects, several odd whirring magitek boxes, of simplistic design, designed to keep heat or freshness contained within the food, even the drink has it's own matching thermos, as well as bottle of Doman wine. However, once opened, one would find a feast of both exotic and typical delights: skewered fish on little spikes with some citrus fruit to soak into the meat. Doman tea, heated just right,  with some herbs within the water to enhance the flavor. Some hand made cookies sprinkled with cinnammon, as if straight from the oven. In the next container, is a platter of various fruits and vegetables, decorated with an edible flower! The final container is layered, at the top of one is a simple sponge cake, however deeper within is a shortbread-esque cake adorned with rasperies and cream.

BASKET NUMBER EIGHT!

A fairly standard picnic set up, with a mixture of snacks, main course, and dessert. It comes in a decently sized woven basket which opens outward from the center, one flap containing straps to secure plates, while the other can comfortably hold two full sized standard glasses. On the inside is contained a small platter of assorted fruits (rolanberries, plums, orange slices, etc.), along with a small pot, several bars of chocolate, and a packet of fire shards to make for a chocolate dipping sauce. Another platter contains a few half-cut sandwiches, triangle style, of buffalo milk cheese and sliced ham, lightly toasted over a fire, with a light dusting of ground garlic and a touch of salt and pepper. A small chocolate cake is found in the corner, enough for two, and is extraordinarily light and fluffy, with a smooth and creamy icing and a few small cookies acting as decorations on top. To top it all off is a bottle of standard red wine, not too cheap, but not overly expensive and fancy: not the best, but a decent substitute.

BASKET NUMBER NINE!

The basket would appear to be simple at first glance, the exterior not providing much in terms of appeal but that was only for the real goodies were within. Upon opening one would find their senses pleasantly struck by the aroma of natural, fruity scents. An elegant bouqet would then be the first thing to catch their attention, a powerful blue colour, tied in a gold lace with embroidery and details in black.A swirly, nearly floral pattern. A note attached below that would read- "For whoever it may land upon, I hope you enjoy. With great care I have made this and with great hope I wish for enjoyment to come out of it." A plush fashioned from a moogle could be found, silky and soft. A companion for many a night. A small box would contain a slice of chocolate cake, fork complimentary and neatly tied to the box. A chocolate bar with a rich colour and scent and cupcakes just as appetizing. Scented oils would be found in small vials, perfect for massages and the skin, holding a moisturizing, rejuvaniting nature to them and lastly a batch of scented candles, useful to both set the atmosphere and give a wonderful smell to any room they might find themselves in up to the very last drop of wax.

BASKET NUMBER TEN!

A book of classic poetry poked out of the simple, woven bamboo backet. It was adorned with ribbons the same dark blue as the landtrap leaves in the salad, and flowers twined around it's handles. It would make a decent container for flower-picking as well as for picknicking, perhaps hinting at an intended future life for the container.

AND BASKET NUMBER ELEVEN!

What could be more delightful than snuggling under a blanket and catching snowflakes on your tongue? Get ready to be cozy as you're sitting in front of a fire with your mystery picnickeer dipping rich chocolate truffles and succulent strawberries into creamy brie as your appetizer. For something with a bit more bite, an artisan baguette with hand picked eggs that can be prepared any way you like. To top it off, wrap a hand knitted blanket made by your mystery guest while sipping from bitter-sweet hot cocoa spiked with, as an option, emerald creme-de-menthe. Whether you're building a snowman or indulging in chocolate trickling cheeses, we're sure you'll enjoy this Winter Wonderland Picnic.

[bangtan-spells]

Was tagged by: @yeshelloyehet

Tagging: @taetaengerine @evyiscute @mysr3 @rougebangtan @chimiei

Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. When you are finished tag 5 people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!

Em👸🏽

1: Are you named after someone? Yes, after three of my aunts, my first name is a combination of two and the second name is my third aunt’s second name.

2: When is the last time you cried? Yesterday.

3: Do you like your handwriting? Yes, I love my handwriting, it can give some trouble to people though because it’s italic and thin and a bit difficult to understand sometimes (in people’s words)

4: What is your favorite lunch meat? Chiken!

5: Do you have kids? LOL no.

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? I’ll say yes to indulge myself but chances are that I won’t hahaha who knows?

7: Do you use sarcasm? 24/7 it’s by default.

8: Do you still have your tonsils? Yes I do.

9: Would you bungee jump? Of course! that’s so thrilling.

10: What is your favorite kind of cereal? Flips! all the way through, Idk if they are in other countries?

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? No lol.

12: Do you think you’re a strong person? I honestly think I am a strong person.

13: What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Bavarian cake / Cookies n’ Creme

14: What is the first thing you notice about people? The way they carry themselves.

15: Red or pink? Pink ❤️

16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? My thighs.

17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? Black cotton shorts, and sky blue flip flops.

18: What was the last thing you ate? something called Arepa here hahaha google it.

19: What are you listening to right now? BTS Save me lullaby + stormy night version

20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be? I’d either be a deep red/purple or a deep gray I guess. (that was a weird question hahaha)

21: Favorite smell? The flower type, and the smell of coffee.

22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? Grandma + Grandpa 💞

23: Favorite sport to watch? Soccer / Ice Skating.

24: Hair color? Dark brown.

25: Eye color? Dark brown.

26: Do you wear contacts? Nope.

27: Favorite food to eat? The italian type and seafood.

28: Scary movies or comedy? Scary.

29: Last movie you watched? The corpse bride cries silently

30: What color of shirt are you wearing? I’m wearing a black sport bra...

31: Summer or winter? Here’s summer all year round so just for the thrill of something different, I’ll pick winter but I’ve never experienced winter so far and summer it’s just so boring to me, so...

32: Hugs or kisses? Hugs, definitely.

33: What book are you currently reading? None, don’t have the time right now omg

34: Who do you miss right now? Grandparents + Mars because I haven’t been with them in a while.

35: What is on your mouse pad? I don’t have one.

36: What is the last TV program you watched? God, I think it was the Miss Universe... I don’t really watch TV that much.

37: What is the best sound? Storms, waves, nothing at all.

38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? I’d say The Beatles.

39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled? Please don’t make me answer this hahaha, it’s quite lame... a place called Mérida in Venezuela.

40: Do you have a special talent? Well this is a little creepy, but I have these tiny tearducts that are supposed to close themselves when you are still in the womb but mines never did, they are really close to my nose and I can blow air through them if I hold my nostrils closed hahaha that was a super amazing talent back in elementary school.

41: Where were you born? Caracas, Venezuela.

Mars👸🏻

1: Are you named after someone? Yes, after my mom, I like my name but, come on mom, let’s be original here.

2: When is the last time you cried? Last week, although today something horrible happened and I almost cried.

3: Do you like your handwriting? I will say yes, because I don’t dislike it, but it’s nothing out of the ordinary. It’s a bit rounded and depending on my mood I’ll write smaller or bigger.

4: What is your favorite lunch meat? Chicken is the way to go.

5: Do you have kids? No.

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? 

There are two ways this one can go, either I’ll be really good friends with myself or we would hate each other, there’s no in between.

7: Do you use sarcasm? 

Yeah, although I try to bite my tongue, it gets me in trouble.

8: Do you still have your tonsils? Yes, they are still with me.

9: Would you bungee jump? Some years ago I’d have said yes, but right now lol I don’t think so unless I’m doing it with someone special or something of the sort.

10: What is your favorite kind of cereal? Flips, I’m addicted to it.

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? It depends, how much I’m looking after the shoes? If you are talking boots then of course I’d untie them (I love my boots gotta take care of them) but if it just sneakers then I’ll just take them off unless I’m feeling posh or something.

12: Do you think you’re a strong person? I’m a resilient person, yes I am.

13: What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Tiramisu / Cookies n’ Creme.

14: What is the first thing you notice about people? Their demeanor, how are they standing, how they speak, what kind of expressions they make, the pitch of their voice, I scan everything.

15: Red or pink? Pink 💕

16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? I don’t know, I’m pretty content about my body right now. Maybe my back? I look better on the front. 

17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? Pink cotton shorts, and I’m bare foot.

18: What was the last thing you ate? Popcorn.

19: What are you listening to right now? Salió El Sol - Don Omar. My latina blood calls for this lol

20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be? If this being analyzed by someone? lol Idk I’d be a vibrant wine color.

21: Favorite smell? Sweet smells, coffee, I also like fresh smells.

22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? My cousin.

23: Favorite sport to watch? Soccer all the way. I fancy Tennis too.

24: Hair color? Dark brown, my highlights are almost gone now, I should get them done again.

25: Eye color? Dark brown.

26: Do you wear contacts? No.

27: Favorite food to eat? Italian food, Japanese, I really like asian food in general.

28: Scary movies or comedy? This depends too, lol, if I’m alone I’ll watch comedy, If I’m with someone ese then bring the scary one. 

29: Last movie you watched? Magical Creatures and Where To Find Them. 

30: What color of shirt are you wearing? Black.

31: Summer or winter? Spring! I don’t precisely like summer, and winter can be so troublesome. I’d say winter because I don’t like sweating that much.

32: Hugs or kisses? Both, but well, I won’t cheat, hugs.

33: What book are you currently reading? I really interesting book about the Romanov dynasty. 

34: Who do you miss right now? I guess I could say I miss Em and my other two friends who are far away at the moment. 

35: What is on your mouse pad? I have a trackpad, how about that?

36: What is the last TV program you watched? Discovery Id, hence, a murder.

37: What is the best sound? Rain, waves, rain forest.

38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? I like The Beatles a bit more.

39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled? I think it is Milan - Italy.

40: Do you have a special talent? We all have a special talent I believe. I can adapt well to situations. If you ask for something physical then I’d say I’m pretty elastic. 

41: Where were you born? Cumaná, Venezuela.